I Jumped Out!

Medical Center.

The ward.

Cristina left after venting her frustrations.

"Joe, once you've made up your mind, have the nurse call me."

Adam smiled at Joe and left.

This decision was difficult.

God knows when Joe will come to his senses.

Adam couldn't stay there waiting for him forever.

As for asking me to cover Joe's surgery fees?

That's impossible.

The relationship hasn't reached that stage yet.

Joe was not an innocent bystander who was hit and killed, leaving behind only a widow and an orphan.

Moreover, even with that innocent bystander, Adam helped them in a more tactful and appropriate way afterward, without taking on too much responsibility.

A small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment!

If things are like this in the East Country, one can only imagine how money-obsessed this place is.

As for Joe, he's considering investing in the bar later.

In this way, Joe would have money to pay his bills and continue his bar business.

Of course, a portion of my income will have to be handed over in the future, turning me from a boss into a part-time worker.

In the past, you couldn't earn much money even if you worked yourself to the bone.

Even if you occasionally take advantage of the chaos, you can still make a good profit.

Maybe Joe will come to like the life of a working-class person.

It's better than selling the bar and not knowing what to do next.

Adam, the capitalist's conscience, had already made clear plans for Joe in his mind.

Emergency room.

Adam wandered over here again, intending to take advantage of the spare time to see a few patients.

Although none of these are worth more than saving a life (plus 0.01), every little bit counts. Not only can they add up, but they can also improve medical skills, achieving two goals at once.

"Adam, come here."

Susan's eyes lit up when she saw Adam, and she reached out to greet him.

"Dr. Lewis."

Adam walked over quickly.

"There's a male patient in clinic number 6 who keeps hiccuping and wants a male doctor to see him. You can go."

Susan smiled somewhat strangely.

"OK."

Adam understood Susan's smile.

Patients with such special requests usually don't want to see doctors for obvious symptoms, but rather for more private conditions that are difficult to discuss openly.

This patient with hiccups probably has a condition that prevents them from seeing a female doctor.

For example, if your brother is sick.

But Adam usually has no interest in this kind of disease.

But that's what doctors are for; you still have to see them if you need to.

Clinic Room 6.

"Mr. Brad, when did you start hiccuping?"

Adam examined him while asking him questions.

"Burp! I kept hiccuping all day yesterday. Burp!"

The patient Brad, was hiccuping as he spoke.

"Besides hiccups, are there any other symptoms?"

Adam suggested, "For example, where do you feel unwell?"

"No."

Patient Brad shook his head. "I just have hiccups. Hiccups!"

"So."

Adam nodded. "Then it's alright, you can go back now, the hiccups will gradually disappear."

"Doctor, aren't you going to do something?"

Patient Brad stared at Adam: "You must have some treatment that can quickly get rid of hiccups?"

Adam's eyes narrowed, and he said expressionlessly, "What do you want?"

"I saw a therapy."

Patient Brad hesitated and said, "Some doctors have even won awards for this..."

"..."

Adam's lips twitched.

He finally understood what illness the other person had.

The award-winning treatment the other party mentioned refers to rectal massage to stop hiccups; the doctor who invented it received the Nobel Prize in Medicine for it.

However, it's not the official kind; it's Ig Nobel Prize in Medicine.

Adam turned and left.

"Doctor!"

When the patient Brad saw Adam open the door, he became anxious. "You haven't treated me yet."

"You're all better now, aren't you?"

Adam said expressionlessly, "After saying all that, have you burped even once?"

"Belch!"

The patient Brad, froze, then immediately burped.

But his pretense was so obvious that he himself lowered his head in embarrassment.

I left the clinic.

Adam shook his head silently.

Just when he thought he was quite knowledgeable, the patients who came to the hospital would give him a vivid lesson, telling him: You are so ignorant, get ready to catch your jaw!

If you can imagine it, it exists.

"Adam, what kind of illness is the Hiccuping Man?"

Susan saw Adam come out and asked with a smile.

"Fraud."

Adam smiled wryly.

"Trying to scam medicine?"

Susan looked enlightened.

The drug-using and cultivation world in the United States is exceptionally vibrant, and addicts will stop at nothing to get their hands on drugs.

They would take anything that had even a slight medicinal effect.

It's just like how the Russians, when they don't have alcohol, drink shower gel, perfume, and glass cleaner just to satisfy their cravings.

They cheat people out of money when they don't have any.

If there's no medicine, then they'll naturally try to get medicine by deception.

And hospitals are places they frequent.

They would travel to major hospitals, telling their 'stories' over and over again, some even resorting to self-harm, all in order to trick doctors into giving them medicine.

Let's have some fun!

Sometimes you know they're scamming you out of your medication, but the doctor can only pretend not to know.

Because some of their pain is real, it would be against the law if you didn't treat them with medication.

Why would a doctor meddle in other people's business?

Everything is just going through the motions.

"No."

Adam shook his head. "This time he didn't cheat on the medicine."

"..."

Even though Susan was a senior resident physician with many years of experience, she was still stunned at this moment.

As the saying goes: In a hospital, there's nothing a patient won't do, only things you haven't thought of!

Adam's lips twitched slightly.

That's actually what he thinks too.

Emmm...

Didi.

Didi.

Just as Adam's thoughts were wandering, the pager on his waist went off.

"Something's come up in the ward."

Adam looked at the situation, told Susan, and ran towards the ward area.

When he arrived, Dr. Shepherd and Dr. Burke were already there.

Cristina stood to the side, a look of schadenfreude on her face.

To Adam's surprise, a somewhat unfamiliar but familiar face was standing beside the hospital bed: Steven Murphy!

Lying in the hospital bed, Joe saw Adam and gave him an apologetic look.

Adam already guessed what had happened.

"Joe has decided to have the surgery and has specified that Dr. Murphy will be involved in the operation."

Dr. Shepherd announced once everyone had arrived.

"Dr. Murphy, you can go for your pre-operative check-up now."

Dr. Burke pursed his lips and said calmly.

"Good."

Steven Murphy glanced at Adam, smiled slightly, and walked away.